Rubys wiki!!!!!!

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Heres some Reading , Writing and Maths of mine.....
The Field in autumn

I bound over the rugged fence, its wood rotten and crumbling. Shards of sunlight leap onto my back and stick like glue. I take a breath of the refreshing evening air and saunter towards the overused rope swing.
I take a deep breath of the refreshing evening air and saunter towards the overused rope swing.
Even though the rope has broken many times before, and the wooden handle is puck-a-roo it is rarely despised of.
The leaves joyfully play a brisk game of leap frog with one another and soon after end up limping into a marshy ditch to care for their wounds.
I can hear the ancient swing vaguely calling to me. I race over to my caller kicking up a storm of leaves. They sprint over to me fierceness rippling through their bodies. I reach my destination and hug the piece of wood close to me. The leaves switch from attack to defence now they know that I’m safe and as quick as a blink become lifeless and float to the ground.

By Ruby Ranstead.



Ok its only writing but im getting there!